What! from his helpless Creature be repaid Pure Gold for what He lent him dross-allayed-- Sue for a Debt he never did contract, And cannot answer -- Oh the sorry trade! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNETS ATTEMPTED IN THE MANNER OF CONTEMPORARY WRITERS: 2 by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE OLNEY HYMNS: 35. LIGHT SHINING OUT OF DARKNESS by WILLIAM COWPER BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES LAUSANNE: IN GIBBON'S OLD GARDEN by THOMAS HARDY TO HIS MISTRESS OBJECTING TO HIM NEITHER TOYING OR TALKING by ROBERT HERRICK MANNERLY MARGERY, MILK AND ALE by JOHN SKELTON INSCRIPTIONS: 8 by MARK AKENSIDE |